CHENOWETH
I’ve followed athletes’ foibles since Walter Camp began
To pick foot-ball immortals for “The All-American,”
But close as I’ve observed them at home, abroad, afar,
I’m sure that “Texas” Chenoweth is easily the star
Of all elusive “quarters” who ever tried to squirm
On foot-ball field deceptive; on footing wet or firm.
He twists just like a serpent; he’s cunning as a fox;
He runs as from a creditor; he’s mighty hard to box.
He’s slippery as an oyster; he’s fleeter than a deer;